Nothing is normal.

So life right now has hit a lull. The lull before Christmas, I guess. Before everything suddenly bursts with stuff to do, people to see and everything.

I've been doing pretty decent; going to the gym with a friend for the past week and feeling pain like I haven't felt for quite some time, reading a book I haven't read in a while (I haven't read any book for a while- kind of sad!), sitting around. Yeah, nothing too exciting. A lull.

Yesterday morning was the start of a very windy snow storm. A province-wide blizzard, pretty much. You know it's pretty ridiculous when everyone's Facebook status' are about how stupid the weather is or how awesome it is (mostly the skiers and snowboarders are loving the weather, or those who just like winter). My Beastly truck is definitely feeling the weather. It doesn't like it, every little problem seems to suddenly appear when the temperature drops below -10 degrees Celsius. Things start to squeak and squeal, the engine stalls at least three times before giving in and letting me drive to where I need to go. It's definitely seen better days in the other three seasons.
But last night I went walking in the snow storm. Call me crazy (my dad did), but it was an enjoyable experience. I slid down the steep slopes of the large hill that guards the small town and ran down trails to try and somehow escape the winds and the needle-like snow. I would trudge through snow drifts that I had walked through only 15 minutes before but had no more trace of me being there and it turned out to be a decent leg workout. Today my quad muscles are really sore as I had done a leg workout at the gym earlier yesterday. It hurts to move.

I'm sort of stuck on the Guatemala front; I need to get money out of a fund and pay off student loans before I can do anything at this point.

Ahhh. Yeah. I don't feel like typing anymore.

Rachel